Loyalty

Chapter 40: Hair.

Jessica's POV

Today was the day I've been waiting for. Brian was finally going to cut his hair. Don't get me wrong, I love Brian no matter what. But I'd be lying if I said I didn't have a preference. I've been so excited about this that I keep looking at old pictures of him from when he had shorter hair, just to remind me of what it looks like. I've seen Brian with short hair before, but since we've been dating, Brian was keeping his hair long to cut for Murr's punishment. Although I'll always think Brian is handsome, sometimes I think the long hair can get messy. Some days he looks great with long hair. But other days It can look unkempt and greasy like it hadn't been washed in a few days. And that was entirely possible, considering how hectic Brian's schedule is. So, long hair is hit or miss for me. On the other hand, I think Brian ALWAYS looks good with shorter hair. I guess it's harder to mess that up. Even if it wasn't styled and it was a bit messy, it still looked good. At least that was my opinion. And I know that the short hair was more manageable for him.

There was one thing that concerned Brian about cutting his hair. Around the time we came back from Hawaii, he started to get a little nervous about the change. A few weeks before the haircut, Brian told me that he needed to get "prepared."

"You know, I'm going to have to lose some weight if I cut my hair shorter," he told me.

Brian had this idea that once his hair is short, he has to lose weight. He thinks that "you could either be fatter with long hair, or thinner with short hair." His words, not mine. Brian's weight has never been an issue for me. But I also knew that it was pointless for me to convince him otherwise. He had recently become adamant about losing some weight, especially in preparation for his haircut. And if losing weight was something that he wanted to do, I was happy to support him in that. As long as he wanted to do it in a safe and healthy way, I was totally on board and willing to help him in any way that I could.

"I can help you. We can do it together," I told him.

"Do what together?" Brian said, looking completely puzzled.

"Lose weight," I told him.

"You? You don't need to lose weight, Jess. I'm the chubby one," he tried to tell me.

I didn't necessarily think I was "chubby." But I did think that I could stand to lose a few pounds. And I thought it would be easier for Brian if we did it together. I also felt guilty for being the reason why we were unhealthy since I cook most of our meals while Brian is home. I was also indulging in more sweets lately and my body was paying for it. But getting on a diet would be good for both of us. I would be able to help Brian out, while also getting healthier for myself. It was a win-win situation.

"It'll be so much easier it would be if we both helped each other. I'll try to make some healthier meals. I can pack your lunches for work, so you don't have to eat fast food or something unhealthy," I told him.

"You would really do that for me?" He asked.

"Of course I would, baby. I would do anything for you."

I tended to make the same meals over and over again, which tended to be delicious, but unhealthy. I knew that I could do some research and find some healthier options that we would both enjoy. I would do my best to make sure that these healthy meals are something we actually want to eat, so we'll actually stick to it.

"So, what about exercise?" he asked, with a huge smirk on his face.

"Don't we already do that every night?" I said, winking back at him.